Chapter 45: Fiasco

The first battle of Nanzhou was first fought outside Nancheng.

Su Tu led 30,000 elite soldiers to fight a 100,000-strong rebel army, and the two sides fought for several hours on a plain.

Blood, staining the earth red.

The roaring war drums roared for dozens of miles, enveloping the entire southern city, making the people in the city worried.

In the distance, in the iron-blooded military camp, Yu Qian listened to the faint sound of war drums, and said with a wry smile: "The power of the four major clans, even the royal family is jealous, even His Royal Highness Shaojun is not completely sure, and is lurking in the shadows, waiting for an opportunity." ”

"Su Tu, as the governor, you don't even have this bit of eyesight. ”

"Don't you see that the rebel army outside the city is supported by a terrorist force behind it?"

"It's just a pity that there are 30,000 elite soldiers, I don't know how many people will come back after this battle is over......"

In the tent, the candle flame flickered, shining on Yu Qian's face, revealing infinite regret.

"Oops, Ben will be tricked!"

In the battlefield, Yu Qian was covered in blood, his eyes were scarlet, and he looked at the hundred figures in front of him, full of remorse.

These 100 people are all strong people who have crossed the catastrophe.

You must know that the monk is already a master in the place, and he rarely encounters it.

Take the army led by Yu Qian as an example, there are more than 300,000 soldiers in the military camp, but there will be no more than 1,000 monks during the Tribulation Period.

And now, a group of rebel troops who have uncovered the uprising have actually emerged a hundred strong people in the Tribulation Period.

If you think about it with your ass, you know that there is something wrong with this.

"Kill!"

With a cold drink, hundreds of monks in the Tribulation Period, incarnated into the sickles of death, shuttled across the battlefield, harvesting fresh lives.

In the blink of an eye, Su Tu's subordinates have lost thousands of people, and this number is constantly increasing rapidly.

"Retreat, retreat!"

Su Tu roared loudly, his heart was dripping blood, these soldiers were all elites trained by him, and they had already formed a deep friendship with each other.

For the generals, what kind of sorrow and heartache is it to watch his subordinates being slaughtered?

"Die!"

Su Tu held his sword and wanted to rush into the battlefield to stop the slaughter of the monks.

But as soon as he flew a few steps, he was stopped by a black-robed man.

In his hand, the black-robed man wielded a chain knife.

"Is that you?"

Su Tu squinted, this outfit and strange weapons were not the same person who assassinated him a few days ago?

Who are they?

"Die!"

The black-robed man was not good at words, and he spit out a word coldly, and launched a series of attacks.

Under his control, the chain knife turned into countless phantoms, enveloping a radius of dozens of feet.

Suddenly, the soldiers in this space were unlucky.

Hundreds of blood mist exploded violently, like fireworks, blooming on the battlefield, very beautiful, just like flowers on the other side, so cold and beautiful.

Blood, minced meat, internal organs, broken bones, sprinkled all over the ground.

This is the waltz of the battlefield.

Su Tu frowned slightly, Rao is that he has experienced many battles, and he can't stand such a scene.

"Bloody Sword Technique!"

Su Tu attacked, more than a dozen sword qi broke through the air, and the rich bloody aura spread, which was a few points stronger than the last time he shot by the river.

A general, only when he is on the battlefield, can he exert his peak strength.

Boom!

Sparks burst out, and the piercing sound echoed.

The void is shattered.

Both of them are real powerhouses, and their strength is almost the same, and it is difficult to distinguish the winner in a short period of time.

"Kill!"

And this time, for Su Tu's army, it was a nightmare.

Death, enveloping everything.

In the face of the attack of a hundred Raider Monks, they had no power to resist, and even escaping became a luxury.

In less than an hour, 30,000 elite soldiers, and less than 5,000 people remained, still struggling to support.

However, defeat is only a matter of time.

"General, you quickly retreat and avenge your brothers. ”

A lieutenant shouted loudly, his voice full of tragedy and fierceness.

As soon as the words fell, a knife slashed through it, carrying a trace of blood.

A human head, rolling to the ground.

"Bastard!"

Su Tu witnessed all this happening, and kept roaring loudly, like a crazy cow, rushing left and right, but to no avail.

In fact, sometimes, death is not terrible.

What is really scary is to watch the person you care about, die in front of you, and you can't do anything about it.

The grief is indescribable.

"General, go quickly, don't let your brothers die in vain. ”

"General, in the next life, I will still be your soldier. ”

"General, the old man in the family, I have entrusted you with ......"

Seeing that Su Tu did not leave, the surviving soldiers shouted, and with the determination to die, they rushed towards the surrounding enemies.

In their eyes, there is no fear, no fear.

Imperial soldiers, from the heavenly soldiers to ordinary soldiers, had taken an oath before joining the army.

I'd rather die than surrender.

If you can't retreat, you have to be like a mad wolf, biting the enemy hard.

"Ahh

Su Tu roared, his eyes were red, he clenched his sword, looked around the battlefield, and found that the defeat was decided, and he was powerless to return to the sky.

In the distance, the last military flag, in the flames of war, slowly fell.

The flag, stained red by the blood flowing from the ground.

"Brothers, I will avenge you, I will ......"

Su Tu secretly swore to break away from the entanglement of the black-robed man, turned around and flew out of the battlefield.

He has real strength, except for the black-robed man, the rest of the people dare not stop him.

And what about the black-robed man?

Although he had the strength to block, he was not sure that Su Tu would be left, so he hesitated for a while and put down the chain knife in his hand.

In this way, the 30,000 elite soldiers led by Su Tu were wiped out.

Come with the excitement and return with the defeat.

In this battle, Su Tu paid a heavy price for his pride.

30,000 comrades died, 30,000 families were torn apart, and more than 100,000 relatives wept.

War is a crime.

............

After a few days of continuous drizzle, the sun finally appeared in the sky dome in the south of the Yangtze River.

A horse-drawn carriage drove slowly on the official road.

Yu Shaojun sat in the carriage, closed his eyes and recuperated, his fingers tapping on the tabletop, making a regular sound.

"Deng Guilin, he is really a good servant of the palace, he levies heavy taxes, he is digging the roots of the empire. ”

"The four major clans, all of whom are good ministers of the empire, murdered 30,000 loyal and good people for their own selfishness, which is really hateful. ”

"Nantianmen and his party, this palace will definitely uproot you......"

Yu Shaojun opened his eyes and said coldly.

Touch!

Fingers fell heavily, and the solid tabletop was torn apart and cold.

The temperature in the carriage dropped sharply, and the servants who were waiting shivered and shrank into a ball.

"Your Highness, a hundred miles ahead, is the boundary of Nanzhou. ”

The voice of the wine sword fairy came from outside the carriage, and the tone was still drunk.

"Stop!"

Yu Shaojun lifted the curtain, stepped out of the carriage, and said, "Destroy the carriage, and we will secretly go to Su County!"

The wine sword fairy nodded, and when the servant's heart came down, he waved his hand casually.

A force erupts.

The ornate carriage, reduced to ashes, dissipated into the air.

After a while, a flying sword flew away in the sky.